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'Oh

god,

ma 'a real

feast

ya are. ' The swelteringly hot tip of Toji 's tongue drags in syrupy,

slow

circles around your sloppy hole. Groaning at the salty trickle of his cum from just earlier, the way you were

still

drooling all around him in want. 'M 'gonna have

sooo

much fun breedin ' this cute cunt. '

Delicious. Depraved.

And here you were, gasping, entire body wracking with sensitive shudders. It takes you only a second to blearily tangle your fingers down where his dark tresses were coveted firmly between your trembly legs. 'T-

Toji-

M 'so close-

hah-

think m 'gonna- '

'Don 't you dare. '